they grow up so fast.
not another Pierce Quincy.


so many denominations, so many routes.
questions i cannot afford to ask, for no man is sure.
for no amount of heated opinion exchange can resolve the loose ends formed by our finite intelligence that we so prize.
an idea that we deem so flawless and logically coherent is the same idea thats ridiculed by another faction.
i do like these questions, these challenges.
it is the transient conclusions i take lightly.
some things are simply beyond analysis and comprehension.
helps to remember the road ahead is long and narrow.


you know i'm a dreamer.
but my heart's of gold.
i had to run away high.
so i wouldnt come home low.


the invisible tugs of a dress on expected behaviour.
it does things to people.


its amazing, the routines and things we hold on to for normalcy.
for sanity.


curiousity on the left and irony on the right.
with a lot of other factors, they do add up.
so why the goosebumps when one surfaces?


my heart's like an open book
for the whole world to read
sometimes nothing keeps me together at the seams
i'm on my way, just set me free
home sweet home.

perfection at 9:15 PM